The beauty was in front of her, and a light fragrance of flowers scented her breath, especially Eying, in order to block Yang Ye's mouth, her upper body was touched. At this time, Eying was not wearing a neat war skirt, but a loose silk robe. When she was touched, the loose collar immediately revealed a large piece of whiteness.

A pair of plump snow peaks that were like big white rabbits trembled into Yang Ye's eyes, making Yang Ye's breathing a little heavier, especially the touch of this peak. The elasticity was something Yang Ye had tried in many ways, but it made people love it and couldn't help it. Yang Ye stretched out his big hand, one hand passed Eying's waist, and the other hand grabbed the big white rabbit.

Eying didn't expect that Yang Ye's feet were swollen like purple eggplant, and it hurt like a heart-wrenching pain when touched. She was caught off guard and was caught by Yang Ye again, and turned over and pressed on the bed. The plump jade rabbit on her chest was once again played with by Yang Ye. After a few provocations, the pink cherry became hard.

"Moh!" Eying moaned softly, but the next second, Eying woke up from the sore and numb pleasure in her body, and her face was a little rosy. How could she be so shameless that she was touched by this damn bastard and made such a shameful sound.

"You are so brave. Don't let go of me, otherwise..." Eying, a little chick, wouldn't be the opponent of Yang Ye who passed by a hundred flowers. After saying a piece of the words, she was covered by Yang Ye's big mouth and couldn't make any sound.

As it was a bit strange, Yang Ye's hand seemed to have a magical power, wandering around her body, and the strength of resistance actually disappeared magically, and the pleasure in her body swallowed up her consciousness of resistance like a tide. Although she was not convinced, her body had violated her.

Hiss, he was in high spirits, and he was already in a state of emotion, looking shy as if he could pick it up, but at this moment, a tingling pain on Yang Ye's feet made Yang Ye gasp involuntarily.

As soon as Yang Ye's offensive was disintegrated, Eying, who had fallen, woke up and plucked up her strength, pushed Yang Ye's body away, quickly jumped from the bed, ran to the edge of the tent, gasping for breath, but her eyes were filled with resentment.

This bastard man was almost occupied by him again, and he was in the tribal camp. Her tent: "Did you think I wouldn't kill you?" Eying was already showing signs of madness at this moment. The image of a noble and elegant swan girl had been completely destroyed by Yang Ye. Eying, who was full of anger, pulled out her dagger directly, just like an angry little lion, pounced towards Yang Ye.

Puff, the cold light on the dagger flashed, and the sharp blade directly pierced the leather armor on Yang Ye's body, and then penetrated into Yang Ye's body. Blood suddenly surged out along the position where the dagger pierced.

"You finally killed me!" Yang Ye lay on the bed, letting blood flow along his chest, but there was no pain on his face, but there was a little relief.

Eying looked at the dazzling blood color, her hands couldn't help but tremble. She looked at Yang Ye, who was raising her lips and showing a glorious face. Her heart, which had calmed down, was churning again. This hateful bastard, he wanted to die! That's right, he was looking for death. He was afraid of his torture, so he wanted to anger her, making her unable to help but kill him angrily.

Looking at Yang Ye's smiling face, he was so hateful that he was wandering in his mind, and he died like this. How could he vent his anger? He couldn't die now. After Eying firmly determined this idea, a chuckled appeared in her flashing eyes.

Looking at Yang Ye, he showed a sinister and cunning smile like the fox girl Xue Feier, and said, "It's not that easy to die. I said that you want to make life worse than death!"

Eying sat next to the bed, and the green onion white jade hand stained with Yang Ye's blood stroked the dagger that pierced in Yang Ye's chest, and sang a prayer and war song with a complex melody. As the melody lingered, a milky white light appeared on Eying's green onion white fingers.

The dagger was slowly pulled out, and the light of the recovery of the prayer and war song continued to heal Yang Ye's damaged body as the dagger moved. The seemingly serious injury was, but after the dagger was completely pulled out, there was not even a scar left.

Eying wiped the sweat beads on her forehead. Although she had mastered the prayer and war song, with her internship's strength, it was quite expensive to cure a person like this. But when she asked her to cure Yang Ye, she turned her head and found that Yang Ye had actually fallen asleep, which made Eying suddenly angry.

Why is this guy so shameless? Didn’t he know that he was in a tribal camp and was surrounded by her, who wanted his life at any time, and could still sleep?

Eying swept Yang Ye’s swollen feet viciously and slapped them hard. Oh, Yang Ye immediately sat up with a roar, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain: “You can just kill me, look at how you are like a holy and noble swan girl, you are completely a vicious snake witch!”

Hearing Yang Ye's sarcasm, Eying was not angry at all, but instead treated it as praise. She smiled like a flower and said, "Is that so? I'm glad to hear what you said, because every day and night in the future will be like living in hell!"

"A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. If you believe it or not, you can get rid of your claws with just one shout!"

"You shout, shout, if you dare to scream, I will cut your tongue directly!" Eying said, but her eyes lit up, and she said, "Maybe it's good to cut your tongue now!"

Yang Ye stared at Eying, as if you dared it, but Eying was dancing the dagger in her hand, as if she had found the trick to make Yang Ye lose her: "Where should I start cutting it!"

Just then, an orc voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Sir Eying, are you inside? We seem to have heard a scream. Are you okay?"

Eying turned her head and looked out of the tent. She suddenly felt like a child had done something wrong. She was in a hurry. Finally, she threw the dagger, covered Yang Ye's mouth, and said threateningly: "If you dare to shout, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"I'm fine, nothing happened, but a damn mouse appeared in the tent just now, which scared me. I've been killed by me. I'm taking a shower now, you guys leave quickly!" Eying calmed down and shouted outside the tent.

"Tsk tsk, you don't make drafts when you lie!" Yang Ye's voice sounded in Eying's mind, and he even touched Eying's chest in his hand in a humble manner: "If you don't let me touch, I'll just shout!"

When Eying heard Yang Ye's words, she quickly turned her head, and her hand clearly covered his mouth. How did he speak.

"Hehe, are you thinking about how I speak? It's very simple. I know ventralism. Even if I don't use my mouth, I can speak. Seeing that you don't refuse, I will just say you agree!" Yang Ye took advantage of Eying's moment of being stunned and immediately climbed up Eying's ** and started to knead it vigorously.

Eying's whole body trembled. I don't know if it was because she was angry with Yang Ye or because she was touched by Yang Ye's hand and she lost her strength. She didn't even knock out Yang Ye's bad hand.

"Yes, Lord Eying! But I'm so embarrassed to remind you that humans have been in the camp. Lord Eying should be careful. If you encounter it, please call loudly. We'll patrol nearby." The orc outside the tent heard Eying's words in the tent, but there was no doubt at all. After a few instructions, he took the people out of the tent.

The orc walked away, but Eying didn't knock Yang Ye's hand off for a long time, but instead let Yang Ye do it. This abnormal behavior made Yang Ye's big hand slow down, and his eyes looked at Eying's face from time to time. This woman wouldn't have made him stupid.

"Why did you let me touch you!" Yang Ye finally couldn't help asking.

Eying turned her head, but looked at Yang Ye without any fluctuations in her eyes, and said, "Because I suddenly realized that you have been calculating me, which made me angry, and even made me hate you even more, and then I felt that killing you like this is really too cheap. Then you saved your life. You deserve to be the heir of the Yang family of the God of War. It's really a scheming!"

Although Yang Ye grasped this point, he still couldn't help but feel a little bit: "You guessed it all!" Yang Ye casually put down his bad hand, looking very upset.

Eying said with a slightly raised corner of her mouth: "You are indeed a powerful guy. If you really grow up, it will definitely be a disaster for the tribe!"

"You have seen through it, so you plan to give me another dagger and kill me!"

Eying shook her head and said, "No, I suddenly thought of a better idea. Because you, I can no longer go back to my tribe. You ruined my future, so I want to destroy you, but how can the pain on the ** make you worse than death? If you want to die, I can't control it, so...!"

Eying suddenly smiled strangely, and the smile made Yang Ye suddenly feel a little creepy. Yang Ye suddenly thought of a saying, "Women are angels and devils, and obviously, the woman in front of her has completed the transformation from angels to devils."

"What are you going to do?" Yang Ye asked, swallowing and spitting.

"I want to give birth to your child and raise him up. I will make him hate humanity, hate the Yang family, and push him to the throne of the tribe. I really want to see how the descendants of your Yang family lead the tribe swept across the human country. Moreover, I want to see more, when you and your son are on the battlefield, face to face, what do you want to do, kill him, or be killed by him, giggle, what do you think of my idea!"
Chapter completed!